Chapter 136 Those Present

After the Longhu Mountain was destroyed, Tiannv Jue ordered the gods of the mountains and rivers to redistribute the earth's veins and qi, restoring it to its original appearance. The overlapping peaks retained some of the old Celestial Master's charm. This miserable cry echoed directly between the layers of rock, layer upon layer.

It was practically reverberating.

It resounded in the ears of every Taoist disciple on Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Ruosu looked at the grinning old Taoist in front of him, his mouth trembling. He pointed a finger at the man, "You, you, you..." He couldn't utter a stable sentence for a long time, his fingertip shaking along with his throat.

He had been there just moments before, mourning his old friend who had ultimately delivered a sword strike. Recalling their century of friendship, he couldn't help but feel sadness in his heart. Especially when he thought of the memories of the past, he felt even more saddened. He took out the fine wine he had treasured for so long and poured it on the spot where the old man had swiftly drawn his sword, sighing regretfully:

The Great Dao travels far, but old friends are fading.

"The Great Dao travels alone."

"Alas, alas, now that you're gone, there are many cultivators in the world, but who else can joke with this old man, who can be honest with this old man? Boya and Ziqi were no more than that, I suppose."

"Farewell, Fellow Daoist Lin."

"From now on, there will be one less of our kind in the world."

He thought and then recovered. That was a major event for the Shangqing Sect. In those few days, many Taoists came and went. Zhang Daoyou sat on the mountainside of Longhu Mountain, lost in thought for several days.

People came and went, silent.

At this moment, he was not at all frightened.

You Zhiqi murmured to himself, "Something's not right..."

The first sentence he spoke was confident. He was wearing a Taoist robe with white and blue interwoven, and used a wooden hairpin to tie up his hair. He picked up the long spear inserted next to him and washed his face with the clear spring water in the mountains, his aura clear.

You Zhiqi crossed his arms and looked at him with a playful expression.

"I'm saying, it really couldn't be better. That way, I can personally get back what he owes me."

Zhang Daoyou gripped his weapon.

"It shouldn't be more than a few days."

Zhang Daoyou had sharp eyes.

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After she had pasted it securely, she raised her hand to activate the clouds. In an instant, it had already spanned an extremely long distance, arriving at Wei Yuanjun's Qingqiu Country. Today was still the engagement day, and the entire Wei Yuanjun had already been decorated with a new look, with joyous colors everywhere. The old Celestial Master and Zhang Hao were already there.

It could be seen that the grief and sorrow in his heart were beyond words. Dafeng Novel Network

Today, he said many things that he would never say in front of Zhang Hao.

The old cat spirit over there had a strange expression, saying that there was no history.

The charming fox spirits next to him regretted that the Heavenly Venerate who had come to Qingqiu Country before had failed to understand the meaning of their ancestor. If they had known that the young man who had come back then had such great courage and status now, they would have forcefully given him medicine back then and made their own fox girls climb onto the Heavenly Venerate's bed, breaking his eight thousand years of Yuanyang.

But if you want to know anything, just ask directly. I know everything going back seven hundred years.

Zhang Hao's position in the Shangqing Sect was unusual, especially high.

His voice paused, as if even he himself couldn't convince himself.

Thinking of the words he had said in sadness just now, Tu Shanshi's mouth twitched.

Zhuang Yidao stroked his beard and said, "However, according to Zhang Ruosu, the Heavenly Venerate's engagement is coming up next."

Zhuang Yi's expression suddenly became relaxed.

The sadness on Tu Shanshi's face gradually solidified.

So he had no choice but to settle for second best and add, "At least on this matter."

Zhang Ran sighed and turned around, only to see that unfamiliar face.

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Looking from the door to the inside, Qingqiu Country was extremely lively at this moment. It could be said that almost everyone Wei Yuan knew had come. Tu Shan Nu had spent a lot of effort inviting those true friends and good acquaintances. Even the disciples who had previously been on Longhu Mountain, and Zhuang Yi, who had dispersed his magic power, were seated there.

When did he learn the Tu Shan fox clan's methods?

The old professor was extremely curious and had not noticed the big fox spirits who had secretly poured away the vinegar in the sour household.

Next to him was a mechanical puppet, somewhat simple and unadorned, yet full of spirituality.

He was looking at himself with an experienced smile.

His Taoism was far stronger than Zhang Hao's.

"After all, the place where I was buried back then was also personally planted by Tianzun." Finally, when the sun rose on the first day, Zhang Daofa's eyes moved, regaining their brilliance. He stretched out his palm and patted his face gently. Then he let out a long breath. The slight pain and the crisp morning air gradually awakened him. Looking at the rising sun, he murmured to himself:

"Naturally, I can."

As he spoke, Zhang Hao held a specially made recording pen in his hand.

He always felt like he was being watched by two gazes from behind, chillingly. He couldn't help but shiver. Even the things that his brain thought about didn't seem to be so exciting. He took a sip. It was as if he had been forced to drink a large bowl of the legendary Meng Po soup. In an instant, he had no impression.

You Zhiqi sneered and said, "As expected, he's very similar to Zhu Jiuyin and that Dragon Girl."

Her voice faltered. Then she seemed to realize that she was behaving differently from usual. Noticing You Zhiqi's strange gaze, her expression tightened slightly. She raised her hand and pressed it to her lips, coughing softly. She still looked solemn:

You're too weak, go sit at the children's table jpg

But one day after waking up, he found a letter placed on the table.

Listening to the thousand-year chanting of the Zhenwu Descent Daoist Temple. Zhang Daoyou's expression froze slightly.

Such good fortune and foundation, even placed in mythology, was extremely profound.

"Don't pour the wine on the ground, it's a waste, just give it to me directly."

But Zhang Hao was concerned about the opportunity. His own aura and the spiritual energy of the natural world were no different. In addition, Zhuang Yi had been momentarily saddened, so he didn't notice the old guy. He was touched by that guy.

Dong Yuefeng stroked his beard and nodded, but looking at the old fox with white hair and a beard that reached his back, he couldn't help but wonder, this old fox is so old, how old would the great-grandmother in his mouth be?

"Oh, you don't want this?"

The more silent it was, the more flustered Zhang Daoyou felt in his heart.

Zhang Hao smiled playfully and took out a Shangqing Lingbao Sect quick-acting heart-saving pill from his sleeve, placed it in Tu Shanshi's palm, and very considerately closed his fingers one by one, patted it: "It's okay, Zhang Ruosu, you can tell me anything you want."

This was also Wei Yuan's earliest acquaintance, Shi Song, who had personally witnessed the events of Emperor Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum.

Zhuang Yi's mouth twitched.

He spoke his heart.

You Zhiqi laughed a few times and casually summoned clouds to rise, signaling Zhang Daoyou to stand up.

"Besides him, I really can't imagine who else possesses such great power."

Just talking about the Yuanyang Qi, that would be a great improvement in cultivation!

He just pulled on the sleeve of the fox next to him, and then very curiously asked the old fox, saying that these days the rice can not be eaten, the spirit fruit and so on can not be seen. He just didn't know, but could he go and see all kinds of historical books and classics that Zhuang Yi had kept? He said that Wei Yuanjun was of the same origin as the human race in ancient times. If he could see the historical books, perhaps he could also make up for all kinds of historical data.

Zhang Daoyou glared at him and said, "I am naturally stronger than him!"

Friends have known each other for a lifetime. People in China have always been reserved. Many things are not said face to face.

"How is it?"

On the right was Lin Ling'er, and on the left was Xiao Yu'er.

If you go further back, maybe only the female jiao great-grandmother knows.

Good heavens, not to mention the extraordinary status you will get in the future.

It's just that I don't know why, when I think of this.

"And my past experiences will ultimately be known only to myself. Let's have one last drink..."

The old man's voice paused slightly, and in the end he just changed his words and said, "It was Yuanshi Tianzun who fished up your soul and true spirit in the time of thousands of years, so that your true spirit was completely protected, and then put your soul into an old tree, waiting for thousands of years on Wudang Mountain before it could be transformed again."

Originally, it was just regarded as an engagement ceremony for an old friend, but I never thought that today there were eight sedan chairs in the small dream? He directly carried a sedan chair, and then brought his true spirit here forcibly, drank a glass of wine, and settled his mind.

No matter what, he still had to face it.

"Zhang Ruosu, how is it?"

And returning to the present, facing Tu Shanshi's trembling fingers, Zhang Hao smiled and said:

"I just vaguely felt in my sleep that a force was added to my body, waking me up..."

Oh, what a loss, what a loss! If I had known, I should have pushed away those shy little girls, and I, the old woman, would have gone up myself.

"As a reward, this medicine is enough."

Zhang Hao smiled and wiped the recording pen in his hand, looking at the Zhang Tianshi in front of him, who was like a seventy-year-old man. His heart was almost scared to death by this suddenly rejuvenated guy, but at this moment, relying on his own body of grass and trees, the old tree bark-like boldness, he forcefully held back his expression, and his heart was pounding wildly to the point where he almost had to take a quick-acting heart-saving pill.

If it's less than seven hundred years, that won't work. You have to ask your grandfather.

In the end, Zhang Daofa did not choose to agree. He did not immediately go to Tu Shanshi and Zhang Hao, who were both people who had become refined. Although he didn't understand what the girl in front of him was hesitating about, he didn't say much and didn't ask much. He just chatted a few words and didn't stay.

Black history!

"Who else can wake me up so easily."

"It's better to choose a day than to run into one, let's go today, what do you two think?"

Lin Shou smiled bitterly.

Zhang Daoyou first planned to refute, but then thought of the choice he would eventually face, his expression froze, and then a look of loss appeared, but it was rare that he did not refute You Zhiqi.

"You......!"

This old boy has learned bad habits!

On the other hand, the old professor Yu Yuefeng was open-minded.

Damn it!!!

Zhang Hao stroked his beard and hesitated, "Maybe it's Tianzun."

"In that case, it's better to go straight up and smash this predicament to pieces!"

Zhang Daoyou's expression changed slightly, and then he let out a breath and murmured, "It's him, it's really me, I'm not mistaken, that's great..."

"But it's Wei..."

Tu Shanshi glanced at his black history, took a deep breath, and squeezed out a smile:

The spiritual plant personally planted by Tianzun, and waited for thousands of years on Wudang Mountain.

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Lin Shou, who occasionally went to the museum to eat, was still not used to the style of Tu Shan's governance.

What can make your mind calm down is only the touch of the cold weapon in your hand.

Previous decisions have been somewhat hesitant.

Isn't it said that you can run away by chasing your butt?

"I am stronger than him!"

When Zhang Daoyou arrived, what he saw was the two people smiling at each other. After the initial shock, when he asked Zhuang Yi why he could recover, the old Taoist stroked his beard and sighed, "Since you are asking, I can't hide it any longer. I was about to die."

"What are you...what, don't you recognize me?"

"However, according to my feeling, I should have come out in a hundred years."

A sneer came from behind: "I thought you couldn't get over this hurdle."

"That way, it's a bit like that guy."

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